Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

SUN's proud look almost pushed his nose to the sky.

And Ximen Longting immediately turned dark: "Who can fold clothes? Jing Jiaren, in your eyes I am so useless?"

Jing Jiaren continued to ignore him, put the pillow on, and watched SUN lie down, cuddling her.

"The queen tells a story to SUN?"

"Okay, I'll tell you a story..." Jing Jiaren smiled and curled her lips.

Ximen Long Tingqian stood there, squinting, staring at Jing Jiaren's smiling face intently.

During the ten-day journey, every scene appeared in his mind...

Suddenly, Jing Jiaren raised her cold gaze and asked, "Aren't you leaving yet? We're going to bed."

SUN shook his hand: "Let's go, let's go, good night and goodbye."

A look of wishing him to get out of here, leaving an eyesore.

Ximen Longting clenched his fists, walked to the sofa and sat down in a few strides, pulled the buttons and said, "I sleep on the sofa, who dares to have any objections?!"

SUN raised his chin: "For his poor sake, let him stay and sleep on the sofa."

Wilson smiled: "Call me anytime if you have any orders, young master, young master, Miss Jing, good night."

"Good night, Uncle Wilson!"

SUN took out a book of fairy tales from the suitcase - although the book has been around for a long time, it can be seen that it has been turned over many times, and there are even tears on the book.

The story inside Jing Jiaren has been told to SUN many times, and he also read it many times by himself when Jing Jiaren was away...

But I still like to hear it!

I like listening to Jing Jiaren's gentle voice telling stories the most, then he will sleep very soundly.

Looking at the tear marks on the fairy tale book, Jing Jiaren felt as if a needle had been pricked in her heart.

Leaning on the edge of the bed, the light was warm, Jing Jiaren lowered her eyes and read the story softly...

Suddenly I heard the sound of the sofa being dragged vigorously on the ground.

Jing Jia's brows were lame, seeing Boss Ximen moving the sofa to the bed, he really couldn't stop for a moment.

As the night gradually deepened, Sun breathed evenly in Jing Jiaren's arms.

A small hand grabbed Jing Jiaren's clothes, and his sleeping face was exactly the same as Ximen Longting's.

Jing Jiaren carefully put the fairy tale book aside, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Although she closed her eyes, she could feel Ximen Longting's gaze on her face.

That night, Jing Jiaren woke up in a daze several times, and saw Ximen Longting leaning on the sofa, although lying down, facing her direction, staring at her thoughtfully with a pair of red eyes.

Does anyone just stare at her and sleep without doing anything?

When she was keeping vigil for Jing's father in the hospital, she would play with her mobile phone and read novels...

Every time she opened her eyes, he would immediately ask in a hoarse voice, "Thirsty?"

"..."

"Want to pee?"

Jing Jiaren ignored her and continued to sleep.

Occasionally, there are a few flips in the quiet night.Jing Jiaren usually sleeps very deeply. I don't know why I woke up so many times tonight. It seems that this night seems extraordinarily long...

Perhaps, she knew from the bottom of her heart that this was her last night with Ximen Longting.

Opening my eyes for the last time, I finally saw that the time was pointing to more than 6 o'clock.

There was no figure of Ximen Longting on the sofa, Jing Jiaren subconsciously turned her head, and she saw a tall figure standing in front of the window.

It was already daylight outside the window, and the morning sun shone on his face, making his handsome and clear face look particularly deep.